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This story is full of all sorts of perverse and unlikely things. It 
includes all sorts of bizarre things, which happen to turn some people 
on. Things like bondage, non-consentual sex, exhibitionism, and even 
incest. Minors need not apply. Do not pass go. Do not collect $200. 
Delete from incoming box. (Like you'll listen if you're a minor... but 
at least you've been warned).

If this kind of writing causes you discomfort, if it bothers you or is 
even likely to bother you, please don't read it. Consider yourself 
warned. If you read it despite all these warnings and are offended,
what 
the heck are you doing? Give yourself a shake.

I guess I should point out that this story is fictional. I have never 
figured out time travel and if I did, I suspect I wouldn't misuse the 
privilege nor would I engage in non-consentual sex or incest under any 
circumstances nor would I counsel anyone else to do so. These are bad 
things. <Does this really need saying? Isn't this common sense? Hello?> 
Any resemblance to persons living or dead are purely coincidental.

Also, let's be clear about this. Archiving of the story is OK. But 
charging money for it (including charging for access to any archived 
copies) isn't cool. Needless to say, giving me credit for the story is 
not an option. This work is copyrighted by the author subject to the 
above stated conditions.

This is a work in progress. I will continue posting it as long as there 
is interest (both yours and mine). Any comments, good or bad, are 
welcome. Suggestions for the storyline are also welcome.

If you are still with me, read on and please enjoy.

- crimson

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Chapter 92 - Time Out Of Time

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By Crimson Dragon (dcrimson@yahoo.com)

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Ignoring the soft crying coming from the women behind me, I glanced 
out at the store again. I studied the cashiers from above. I had a 
perfect view of Nicole and Kathleen at lane ten. Frozen in time.

I concentrated. I isolated their body masses from the vicinity in 
space-time. Seeing them made it easier, but they were a fair distance 
away. And there was a plate of smoked glass between us. I felt their 
space assert itself onto this timeline and I groaned at the effort. 
Dizziness washed over me. Kara gasped as I leaned on her bare shoulder 
shaking her tightly bound body and the clothespins.

I glanced over at Christi, who was struggling to get to her bare feet. 
She paled at my look, falling back to her knees. She looked like she 
was desperate to say something, knowing that she wasn't allowed.

I shook my head and the dizziness cleared to be replaced with a very 
faint nausea. I straightened.

Looking out the window, I watched as the two stunned girls excitedly 
spoke to each other downstairs. I couldn't hear their words, but I was 
willing to put money on that they were trying to sort out why their 
old friend Mr. Gramps wasn't moving. And neither was his grandson. 
Kathleen carefully stepped out from her cage. Both girls looking 
around desperately. Frightened.

They crept down the front aisle between the cases of pop and the cash 
registers. They stopped in front of lane four. Pointing at the middle 
aged woman. Finally, Nicole, at least I think it was Nicole, got 
braver and opened the enclosure. Reaching out tentatively with her 
hand and touching the frozen woman's face. I heard the scream faintly 
as she pulled her hand back from the frozen cold flesh.

She scrambled out of the cashier enclosure and desperately hugged the 
other girl. Trembling. Her lips moving soundlessly. Probably trying to 
make sense of all this. The girls carefully crept around other frozen 
people. Frightened to touch them. Staying together.

Finally, panicked, they began to run for the door. I had long ago 
ensured that all the entrance doors were frozen on the prime time 
line. No matter what they did, they couldn't have opened them.

Kathleen actually ran into the doors. Expecting them to open 
automatically. She fell backwards onto her bottom and began to shake. 
Nicole tried to pry the frozen door open with her fingers. Finally, 
after a few minutes they gave up and sank to the floor. I couldn't 
tell, but it was looking like Nicole was crying as well. The girls 
shifted until their backs were to the door and just waited. For what, 
I have no idea.

I turned to my other captives. "Girls? I want you all to stay here. 
Quietly. You can talk together. But quietly."

I stepped around Kara and the desk. I petted Julie's head as I passed 
her. She cringed.

I crouched in front of Jane and Christi. I whispered to them.

"I don't want you telling them about the time thing. But explaining 
the rules is alright. Get them ready for the sex. I don't want either 
one of you off your knees while I'm gone. Understand?"

They both mutely nodded. I rose to my feet and slipped out of the 
room. I silently made my way down the stairs. As soon as I opened the 
door into the store, I could faintly hear the girls through the 
silence. I carefully closed the door and made my way towards the front 
of the store. As I approached them, I began to be able to make out 
their individual voices and the odd word.

"... Nicole ..."

"... trapped ... Ms. Orton ..."

I waited just out of their sight. Curious what they would do. I could 
barely see them. They were definitely in tears. Trying to make sense 
out of the messed up world.

"We have to get out. Get help," the girl named Kathleen was speaking.

"How? We can't even open the damn doors."

"We'll break the glass or something. Find a phone that works."

"Come on. Maybe there is someone alive upstairs."

I watched as they got to their feet and began to walk towards me. I 
stood stock still. Trying to look like one of the frozen people. 
Kathleen and Nicole walked past me. Carefully moving around my body to 
avoid touching me. Touching the frozen people, must have really 
spooked Nicole earlier. I let them get ten meters or so towards the 
back of the store, before I made any sound.

I softly spoke. "Going somewhere ladies?"

I think you probably could have heard the double scream at the South 
Pole. Nicole almost fainted. Her eyes actually rolled back but she 
managed to catch herself and hold onto consciousness.

Kathleen whispered. "Goddamn you scared us. Thank God. You're alive. 
We aren't the only ones."

I let Nicole regain her composure before I continued.

"The others aren't dead exactly. They just can't hear you."

"Excuse me? Do you know what is going on here?" Kathleen's face had 
lit up. "Who are you?"

"The people are frozen. They aren't dead."

"Why aren't we?"

"Because I let you free."

"You?"

"Kind of."

"I don't understand."

"You don't have to understand."

"What the hell is going on here?" Her tears had dried up. Anger 
replacing them. Then plaintively, "Are you going to help us?"

"Girls. You are currently on a separate time line. The others are 
frozen on the original one. Does that help?"

"No."

"I doubted it would."

"So, how do we get back to the original timeline? Back to normal?"

"I start it up again."

"You. Start it up again? So why don't you?"

"I like it here at the moment."

"So where do we fit in?" She was still mighty calm. I could see it in 
her eyes. A conscious decision to remain cool and calm. Similar to 
Jane the first time I met her.

"It's actually very simple. If you do whatever I say, then you don't 
get hurt."

"This is some elaborate robbery? I don't have any money." Still calm. 
But I noticed her eyes darting around.

"Kathleen. Nicole. You look like smart girls. Right?"

They both nodded.

"Were you able to get out of here?"

"No. What have you done to the doors?"

"Believe me. You can't open them. You can't break them. You can't get 
out of this store unless I let you."

Nicole moaned. Despite the fact that Kathleen was doing most of the 
talking, she caught on quicker.

"You want us. Don't you?" Nicole moaned.

"Kind of. Kathleen. I see your eyes. You can't escape. Believe me. 
Save yourself the trouble."

"What do you want with us?"

Nicole answered the question for me. "He wants *us*, Kath. He's going 
to r-rape us. Or something." She had begun to cry and her body was 
shaking.

Kathleen absorbed the assertion. Nodding. Not panicking.

"What if we just turned and ran?"

"I wouldn't if I were you. You don't want to piss me off."

"Oh God. Tell me why we shouldn't just attack you. Right here. You 
couldn't stop us both." I saw her begin to tense her muscles.

"Kathleen. You look like a smart girl. What if I have a gun? A knife? 
You willing to risk your pretty body for a futile attack? And what if 
you don't succeed? What if it just makes me angry? What if I have that 
gun and I decide to shoot you? And not to kill you? Bullets can be 
really painful."

Both girls had paled. Kathleen was shifting her weight from foot to 
foot.

Kathleen spoke again. "What do you want us to do?"

"Are you two sisters?"

Kathleen answered. "We actually get that a lot. No. We aren't."

I just watched them for a few minutes. Considering what I wanted them 
to do. They stood uncomfortably. Frightened, but not crying any 
longer.

"Girls? I know you aren't going to like this. But I need you out of 
the way for a little while. Okay?"

"Please. Just let us go."

"I need to tie you up for a while. Okay?"

"Please. You don't need to tie us up. Why?"

"Got other things to take care of." I lied.

"If we let you tie us up, will you leave us alone? You can do whatever 
it is you want to do, and then leave. You can just call someone to 
come untie us."

"Perhaps."

"Okay. Just don't go ballistic here. Nobody wants to get hurt. We'll 
do whatever you want. You want to tie us up. You can. I've been tied 
up before. I have brothers. Where do you want us?" Kathleen was still 
calm. Nicole was beginning to cry again. Kathleen threw her arm around 
Nicole's shoulders and tried to comfort her.

"Nicole. Calm down. It's just a bit of rope. He'll tie us up for a 
while. No big deal. Better than being raped or shot. Okay? Honey?"

Nicole snuffled but managed to control her crying. "You aren't going 
to hurt us?"

I considered the question. I really didn't know what I was going to do 
with these two. I wanted to see them nude. That almost went without 
saying. And I was picturing them screaming.

"I'm not going to hurt you," I lied again to them.

I had the girls walk ahead of me back towards the front of the store. 
As we walked, I watched their bodies as they moved beneath the 
uniforms. So soon to be removed uniforms.

I glanced up. The ceiling in this store was very high. A good six 
meters up. I wanted their hands above them. Somehow, I'd have to get a 
connection up into the rafters.

I moved towards the women. They had stopped by the second cash line. 
Waiting quietly for my instructions. I produced another couple of 
pairs of handcuffs. I could have frozen them again while I prepared, 
but the dizziness had scared me a bit earlier. Last thing I needed was 
to pass out trying to refreeze them. Kathleen would have me in knots, 
if not dead, in a matter of seconds.

"This won't hurt you. Hold out your right hand Kathleen. Left for you 
Nicole." Nicole was standing to Kathleen's right.

I walked up to the girls and carefully slipped the first pair of cuffs 
over their extended wrists. Nicole began to cry again as she watched 
her left wrist encircled by the steel. I double checked since I hadn't 
tightened the cuffs into their skin. Nicole shuddered at my touches. 
The cuff was secure between them. I connected another cuff to 
Kathleen's left wrist and led them together to the second cash. There 
was a convenient red railing marking the lanes. I slipped the cuff 
around the railing securing them to it temporarily.

"You are just going to leave us here?" Kathleen asked.

"For now."

"How long? Shush Nicole." Nicole struggled to control herself.

"I need to work out a few things. I'll be back for you in a little 
while."

"Take your time," Kathleen told me. She pulled a bit against the 
handcuff holding her to the railing. Realizing that she wasn't going 
anywhere.

I wandered back towards the rear of the store. The store had 
advertisements swinging from the rafters. There must be a maintenance 
area somewhere. A big ladder for putting up those signs. After a brief 
search I located a long stepladder. It was a bit of a struggle, but I 
managed to drag it to the front of the store.

Kathleen and Nicole had dropped and were sitting quietly on the floor. 
Cross-legged. Kathleen's left wrist was extended up, dangling from her 
tether.

"Sir? Can I ask who you are? And why you need that ladder?" Her eyes 
betrayed her confusion. But it hadn't settled into worry yet. She was 
a cool customer. By now, she had to have figured out that if I really 
only wanted to tie them up, I could have just left them cuffed to the 
railing. I could see the knowledge burning behind her bright blue 
eyes. I was sure that she hadn't voiced her concerns because of 
Nicole.

I set up the ladder and called down to her as I climbed it. "Kathleen, 
I don't really have a name. Not really. Sir will do." I didn't want to 
frighten her by suggesting that Master would also be acceptable. "Who 
I am is really unimportant."

"I just feel odd, you knowing my name and me not knowing yours. After 
all, I let you restrain me. That should put us on a first name basis 
don't you think?"

I considered telling her my real name. I wanted her off balance a bit 
so I just decided to wait. I'd tell her if the time was right. Until I 
had complete control of her. I was almost sure that she was just 
stalling for time. Waiting for an opportunity to either try an escape 
or incapacitate me. She was a smart girl. She'd go along with whatever 
I wanted to do to her, and she'd just wait for the right time. I'd 
have to watch her.

"I don't have a first name. You want to make one up?"

She considered it. "You'll hurt me if I come up with one you don't 
like."

Pretty bright girl. "Uh-huh." I'd reached the top of the ladder. I 
reached up and touched the rafter above me. Idly I wondered if any of 
the girls could see me up here through the private window in the 
manager's office. I glanced down. Damn good thing I wasn't afraid of 
heights. I idly considered what would happen if I fell off this thing. 
Perhaps I should have made Christi or Jane do this. Too late now.

I fished a length of rope out of my pocket and looped it over the 
rafter. It was one of those warehouse steel beams. Strong as hell. It 
would need to be.

I let the end of the rope fall to the floor, six meters down. I 
gripped the other end and descended the ladder, pulling the rope down 
with me. After I reached the bottom, I retrieved a can of apple juice 
from the shelves and tied it off. Didn't want the rope slipping back 
up. I gathered up the ladder and moved it off to the side.

Kathleen looked up at me from her seated position.

"What's the rope for?"

"You are a smart girl. What do you think it is for?"

"Us."

"Uh-huh."

She glanced at Nicole who was pulling gently at her cuffed wrist. By 
extension pulling at Kathleen. Kathleen just suffered the motion in 
her right hand quietly. Thinking. Probably wanting to ask more, but 
afraid of frightening Nicole further. Knowing that this wasn't as 
innocent as it appeared.

"Why?" She finally asked.

I considered my answer. This could go two ways. If I managed to 
frighten Nicole, then Kathleen was going to become uncooperative. She 
was being cooperative to spare Nicole and thinking that doing what I 
told her would prevent her from being hurt, or raped. In that she was 
correct. At least, she wasn't going to get punished if she cooperated. 
She was sparing herself a lot of agony. She didn't know that though. 
She would still hurt, but not like she would if she actively resisted. 
But if Nicole got spooked, then she really had no reason to cooperate 
and she might become a little more dangerous. I'd probably have to use 
my gun. At least as a threat.

"You are going to be in the way if I leave you here." I made something 
up on the spot. Not particularly plausible, but Nicole wasn't really 
in any shape to notice.

She nodded. Not understanding, but realizing that she wasn't ever 
likely to understand why some strange guy could freeze people and 
wanted to unfreeze her and tie her up.

She raised her right arm, carrying Nicole's wrist with her. I 
carefully released the cuff from Kathleen and guided the free end to 
the railing. I cuffed Nicole directly to the railing. I then released 
Kathleen from the rail and recuffed her hands in front of her. Her 
blue eyes held a questioning look, but she didn't complain. She just 
accepted the bonds.

I guided the girl to the shorter end of the rope. The end I'd 
protected from escaping from the rafter with the can of apple juice. I 
slipped the rope from the can and attached the end to the chain 
between Kathleen's wrists. She squirmed a bit.

She glanced over her shoulder at Nicole and then turned back. Nicole 
was crying, not really paying attention to the restraint of her 
friend.

Kathleen whispered to me as I attached her.

"Please. What are you going to do with us? You aren't just going to 
tie us up are you?"

"I'm not sure exactly."

"You are going to hurt us? Rape us? Aren't you?" Calmly.

"Kathleen. If you cooperate, I'll try to go easy on you." She didn't 
really deserve full fledged lies. I hedged around the truth a bit to 
keep her calm. "And I'm not going to rape you."

She nodded. "I'll do whatever you want. Please. You don't have to hurt 
us. And, I'll. I'll do *whatever* you want. Please just leave Nicole 
alone. She. She can't take this. Can't you see her crying?"

Girls always seemed to come in pairs. The strong one. And the weak 
one. Must be something in pairing. One always felt protective of the 
other. Kathleen and Nicole. Jane and Elaine. Lynn and Janet. Catherine 
and Elizabeth. Even Evelyn versus Ashley and Lisa. Kara and Julie. 
Always a stronger one.

"Who is she? You look too similar to be friends."

"We are friends. But she's also a cousin. A distant one. That's why 
there is a resemblance. Please. Don't hurt her. I'll do whatever it is 
you want. You want me? I'll let you have me. I'll give you whatever 
you want willingly. Just let her go. Please?"

"I'll try not to hurt her, but I need her secured as well."

"She is secured." Perceptive. No fright in her eyes anymore. "I'll 
start to resist you if you don't let her go."

"Kathleen. Be smart. You don't want to resist. And how do you know 
that I'm not turned on by a girl resisting? Huh?"

"Shit. You are a bastard. What are you going to do to us? Me?"

"Right now, I'm serious. I just want to have you both bound. Easy. A 
little embarrassing. But I'm trying to make sure that you aren't 
really uncomfortable. You are somewhat comfortable because you've been 
behaving so far."

"Actually, I noticed. My brothers used to tie my up worse than this." 
She knew I wasn't lying about making her uncomfortable at least.

"I'm going to move Nicole over. Alright? I won't hurt her. I promise."

"Please. Just let us go. You don't have to do this."

I smiled at her, but ignored her plea. I returned to Nicole who looked 
up at me with frightened eyes. Her eyes, I noticed, were brown. 
Matched her hair.

"Nicole. Honey. I'm just going to move you over there with Kathleen. 
Okay? You aren't going to do anything dumb are you?"

"N-n-no. I'll do what you want. Please. Just don't hurt me."

"You'll be comfortable enough. Okay?"

I released the cuff from the railing and coaxed the upset girl to her 
feet. I handcuffed her like Kathleen. Hands in front of her. I walked 
her over by her cousin. I gently pulled on the other end of the rope. 
The rafter working like a pulley. Kathleen's hands rose and though I 
could feel the weight of her arms, she didn't resist.

"Nicole? Raise your hands above your head. High. Reach for the 
ceiling."

She just stood there crying.

"Nicole? Sweety?" Kathleen spoke to her friend. "You have to do what 
he says. Or he's going to hurt me. Please? It's just me that you are 
going to be attached to. Please? For me?"

Nicole looked up and raised her hands above her head. Fingers 
outstretched towards the ceiling.

I wrapped the rope around the short chain between her wrists and tied 
it off. I had to reach up a little, but neither girl was all that 
tall. I was able to secure the knot adequately. I stepped back from 
the bound women to check the scene. The women just stood quietly with 
their arms bound above them. Their cashier uniforms pulled tight 
across their chests with the arms high position. Breasts flattened 
against their jerseys. There was slack in the tethering rope, but the 
women couldn't move very far apart. Any movement on the part of one 
was transferred through the tether to the other girl. I nodded. It 
would do.

Kathleen spoke. "Don't make me regret letting you do this to me."





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